I get people.
It's one of the few things that I do understand.
All people.
But you
are everything but everyone else.
I will never understand.
the deathly stabs of interest I have in you.
I cannot know what is going on in your mind.
Not a hint could guide me.
I am frightened by your mystery.
I have known you for years and I have no ******* idea who you are.
I have wanted to kiss you for even longer and I have no ******* idea who you are.
I do not love you.
I am captivated by you
and your lack of confidence.
your brain works like no clock, with no organization.
I want to know.
i dont get it...
and my curiosity has already killed me.
I know if I pursue this  
I will only lose.
I will never get to read your pages,
for you have written them in a language no one can read.